Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Saturday, August 18th, in the early morning, Okutama, near Villa Morokuchi Masaki.

　　 Before the sun came out, both Maori and mystery writer Yoshiki Zhuguchi were called out by the editor of Qing Rong, and they posed in the mountains and forests to face the rising sun.

　　 Photographer Tarumizu was waiting to capture the morning light. Reporter Kakuharu Dejima was waiting nearby. Only Haruei editor was an additional person in the camera. Yamazaki and Hondō Eisuke watched from a distance.

　　 For this, the people on Yoshiki Zhuguchi are all dissatisfied. If the foil is not enough, the effect of the shot will be worse.

　　 Regarding this, Maori pretended to be silly, and he didn't care about this kind of thing anyway, and it was Yamazaki and Eisuke Hondō willingly.

　　 And Yamazaki and Eisuke Hondō did not compromise, one did not like taking pictures, the other did not want to take pictures.

　　 However, the two of them are also holding portable cameras, and one is helping with the shooting in one direction—informal, just as a souvenir.

　　 While waiting tensely, the sun came out, and a ray of golden light cut through the already pale sky, shining in front of the mystery writer Yoshiki Zhuguchi and Maori, and slowly expanded.

　　 The photographer is constantly shooting, at this time film is free of money.

　　 In an instant, a roll of film ran out.

　　 Photographer Tarumizu finished work in relaxation, and made a gesture of satisfaction to everyone.

　　 Mori and the mystery novelist Yoshiki Zhuguchi also relaxed immediately, each moving a little stiff body and posing.

　　 Waiting for the photographer Tarumito to change the film, the reporter Dejima Kakuharu formally stepped forward to start an interview with the abbot, "The writer Ms. Moriguchi and the famous detective Kogoro Mori discuss the new dawn of reasoning." ...

　　 After six o'clock in the morning, the interview finally ended after more than an hour.

　　 The next step is to sort out some of the dialogue excerpts and publish them in the magazine. That will be the future. ...

　　 After breakfast, Mori took Yamazaki and Eisuke Hondō to bid farewell to Masaki Zhuguchi.

　　Michiguchi asked Haruei editor to see off the guests on his behalf, and Yamazaki stayed.

　　 "Mr. Moruguchi, there is one thing I have to remind you," Yamazaki said bluntly, "If you continue to be like this, you may be killed by people around you someday."

　　 "You, what did you say!" Michiguchi suspected that he had heard it wrong.

　　 "What I should say, I have already said it. It's up to you." Yamazaki glanced at the reporter Kakuharu Dejima and the photographer Shimizu, whose expressions became ugly, and owed their compliments to Mikaguchi and left.

　　 "Hey, you have made it clear to me, who is going to kill me." Zhuguchi Yoshiki chased it out.

　　 Haru Rong editor asked: "Teacher, what's the matter?"

　　 "He said that some of you are going to kill me." Yoshiki Moguchi pointed at Yamazaki and shouted, a little frustrated.

　　 "What!" Editor Qing Rong was taken aback.

　　 The reporter Kakuharu Dejima, photographer Tarumizu, and servants all came out to watch.

　　 Yamazaki said, "Since you have misunderstood what I mean, then I will say it again. Since Michiguchi is very poor in virtue, so..."

　　 Zhukou Yigui shouted: "Shut up, you are insulting my reputation."

　　 Yamazaki shrugged, did not speak, and then planned to get in the car.

　　 However, Michiguchi stopped Yamazaki and said to Mori, "Mr. Mori, how do you manage your assistant?"

　　 "Sorry, I can't control him." Maori said, "Except for issues related to the incident, he probably cares more about me for other things."

　　 Yamazaki said: "Mr. Zhuguchi, the people around you are free to beat and scold you for their work and for the benefit of their relationship."

　　 "But I am not, I have no interest in you, and I will not accommodate you."

　　 "You can't control me, so don't put on the air of superiority in front of me."

　　 "What I said about you, although it sounds bad, but it is indeed for your own good, so please do it for yourself."

　　 Zhukou Yigui's complexion was blue and white, obviously very angry.

　　 "Also, please, you blocked me from getting on the road." Yamazaki waved his hand to Yoshiki Moruguchi to let the door open.

　　Michiguchi Yoshiki said: "You are not allowed to go, you must apologize to me today, otherwise I will sue you."

　　 Yamazaki sighed, "Well, I'm upset your host. It's me, the guest who is rude. I want you to apologize." Nodding his salute, "That's all right."

　　Mokuguchi Yoshiki insisted on saying: "No, you must apologize for talking about me."

　　 Yamazaki shook his head and said, "Well, I'm telling the truth, so I won't apologize. If you can do it, don't be afraid of others."

　　 Yoshiki Zhuguchi exclaimed: "What did I do? I didn't do anything. You are slandering me maliciously."

　　 Yamazaki said, "Well, since you want to hear, then I will be a good person again."

　　 "What I know about you comes from the news. You caused the suicide of the autumn field editor..."

　　 Zhuguchi Yigui interrupted: "Nonsense, what does that have to do with me."

　　 Yamazaki said: "He is your editor, and his suicide was due to work pressure."

　　 Zhukou Yigui shouted: "There is nothing that he can't think of."

"It won't help even if you deny it," Yamazaki said. "And as far as I have seen and heard with my own ears, last night, in your words and deeds, you didn't have the slightest pity for the death of the hardworking autumn editor. , The editor of Qing Rong also arbitrarily beat and scolded, which all shows that you lack humanity."

　　 Zhuguchi Yigui said angrily: "Miss Qingrong, she did something wrong, you don't understand the truth at all."

　　 "I understand that font size represents status, and she did make a mistake." Yamazaki said, "but you shouldn't smash her head."

　　 Yamazaki said to the editor Haruong: "You have an obligation to help him, but you are not obligated to beat and scold him."

　　 "Well, that was just a flop," Zhuguchi Yigui was a little weak, and changed the subject, "And I want to write a book to commemorate the editor of the autumn field, how can I say that I have no mercy?"

　　 "I can't help it." The reporter Kakuji Dejima gritted his teeth and stood up, "In fact, you killed him at the autumn fair. You instigated him to commit suicide. What kind of memorial do you pretend to say?"

　　 "What!" The photographer Tarumizu, editor Haruong, and the servants were all taken aback.

　　Mokuguchi Yigui flushed with irritation, and his blood pressure definitely rose, "Kakuji Dejima, don't talk nonsense here."

　　 "Is it nonsense," Maori got out of the car, "Let me just listen to it."

　　Moriguchi Yoshiki said: "Maori detective, there is nothing about you here, so don't mix it up."

　　 "I'm sorry, the incident is the life of a detective." Maori said, "I'll take care of this matter."

　　 "Mr. Dejima, if you can, please continue." Yamazaki took out his mobile phone to record, and at the same time signaled to our hall Eisuke to record, in duplicate.

　　 Yamazaki also understands that the reporter Kakuharu Dejima was stranded outside Zhuguchi's room last night. Perhaps he was really planning **** Zhuguchi, or maybe he was really planning a secret room murder plan.

　　Michiguchi Yoshiki saw the recording, and suddenly became anxious, "No recording allowed."

　　 Yamazaki said, "I'm sorry, but you have to ask Mr. Dejima."

　　 "Dejima Kakuharu!" Yoshiki Zhuguchi shouted.

　　 "I agree to recording," said the reporter Kakuharu Dejima.

　　 "Dejima." The photographer Tarumizu yelled with concern.

　　 "It's okay, it's just about being unemployed." The reporter Kakuharu Dejima gave it up, "It's like this."

　　 "Autumn Field is a very honest and conscientious person. Since I became the editor of Yoshiki Zhuguchi, he often wears a bandage."

　　 "Do you think, why is this?"

　　 "Because Michiguchi said that he asked the autumn field to try it~www.readwn.com~ whether the killing trick he came up with really worked."

　　 "Huh?" Everyone was surprised.

　　 "There is no such thing, no." Yoshiki Moguchi became irritated from embarrassment.

　　 Maori asked, "Could it be that the suicide of the Autumn Field Editor was actually an experiment?"

　　 "Yes," said the reporter Kakuharu Dejima, "I use my body to experiment. Of course I will not let myself die, but accidents always happen."

　　 "I have consulted a lawyer. If one person asks another person to do something illegal, it constitutes abetting."

　　 "If the result of this incident is that the instigated person may die, and the instigator knows that the instigated person will die, then it constitutes the crime of deliberate instigation of homicide."

　　 "Now, Yoshiki Zhuguchi is like this. He knows that experimenting with killing methods will kill people. He still wants to do it in the autumn field."

　　 Mori asked, "Mr. Dejima, do you have any evidence for what you said?"

　　Mokuguchi Yoshiki exclaimed, "He didn't, and there is no evidence at all, because I have never done anything like that."

　　 The reporter Dejima Kakuharu said: "I have evidence. I collected two pieces of evidence, but the lawyer said that with those two pieces of evidence, it is difficult for the prosecutor to sue Ikuji."

　　 "Don't worry about that. What you have to do now is to submit the evidence to the police." Maori said, "I know the police department of the Metropolitan Police Department. I'll call him."

　　 Zhukou Yigui became anxious, "Mr. Maori, how can you believe his words? That's all nonsense!"

　　 "I believe his evidence." Maori said coldly, "Mr. Zhuguchi, whoever is wrong will be investigated clearly."

　　 The reporter Kakuharu Dejima quickly said, "Then I will get evidence."

　　 "I will accompany you." Yamazaki wanted to pick someone up. ...